Sometimes it all gets a little too much

Do you ever reach that point where you just cry? Everything builds up inside of you and then you can’t hold it back anymore. And you cry. That’s me right now, writing this with tears rolling down my face.

It’s been a really weird couple weeks.

On Wednesday 23rd August I attended a job interview. I’ve been unhappy in my job for a while and I saw a job advertised that sounded quite interesting so thought I’d give it a go. I went to the interview and felt it went relatively well. I was told I would here about the job around Tuesday/ Wednesday last week, but never heard anything. I mean I may still hear something, but I have my doubts.

Forward on to Tuesday 29th August; myself and Shaun got home from work and found out that an elderly man had passed away. Shaun’s mum is the trustee on the house that the man was living in, and the plan for the last year or so was that myself and Shaun would buy the house off of his mum when it became available…. I’M GETTING A BLOODY HOUSE! Like what even?

Moving on to Saturday 2nd September we spoke to a mortgage adviser. From doing this I found out that if I were to get a new job I wouldn’t be considered for a mortgage as I would be seen as a risk. They say everything happens for a reason, so I’d like to believe that this is the reason I never heard about the job I applied for… **Thank you whoever was looking down on me haha**

I feel like my life is all over the place at the moment – Everything happened at once and I feel completely overwhelmed.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m beyond excited to be buying my first home, but the reality of being a proper adult is starting to hit. I have so much to sort out and don’t even know where to start.

This post is a little random, but I just needed to get my thoughts out.